Sunday, March 26, 2017

The Tragic end of my life

I sat on the balcony thinking aloud,
My heart beat twice and came to a stop
Eyes blurred and my mouth choked,
I asked myself, “Am I having heart attack?”
My time had come to bid adieu to life,
I tried to turn around and say goodbye
From the corner of eye, I saw a movement,
I thought the gates of hell were opening
To suck me in and take my soul
At last I managed to look at the sight
There sat a cockroach equally quiet
My sixth sense said, “You moron!
Stand up, run and save your life.”